the dark promise in his eyes. Jesus, after what Luke did to me this morning you would think my hormones would be in hibernation for the rest of the day.
“Oh, I wasn’t Red,” he replies, his voice a low rumble. “But, I don’t think the pillow can stand much more of your biting.
I was so hypnotized by him that until just now, I didn’t realize that he was holding the pillow I used earlier and clearly the fabric has been stretched and torn where I bit into it.
“I guess we could just not have sex until we—”
“Don’t even finish that sentence, baby. We both know neither one of us can do without it, even for one night let alone a week.” I can’t really argue with him, so I just shrug. He rewards me with a quick kiss on my lips. I sigh because I remember my conversation last night with my mom. I know it’s something I need to discuss with Luke.
“Well, shit. I know that look,” he mutters.
“What?” I ask, surprised.
“Why are you running now, Red?”
“What?” I question again, wondering what in the heck he’s talking about.
“We’ve gone through a quiet spell. It’s been, what, a week since our last argument? Anytime you get that look I know you’re about ready to run on me. So, tell me why and let me get that cleared up before I go wake up Daisy and take you guys out for breakfast.”
“You’re being a jerk right now, Luke.”
“I’m always a jerk. Luckily you like it most of the time,” he replies with a smirk. He’s not wrong, which is annoying.
“This is not one of the times I like it,” I huff.
“Duly noted. So, spill, baby.”
“It’s nothing bad and I’m not running. Mom called last night while you were reading Daisy’s bedtime story.”
“Shit. You didn’t tell me. Did she upset you again? Maybe I need to talk to—”
“Oh, good Lord! Will you stop? My parents aren’t bad people. We may be oil and water sometimes, but the fault lies on all three of us. She called to remind me about Kayden’s baby shower tomorrow. She’d like me to be there and, really, I need to go. I’m not extremely close to Kayden, but I like her and we’re family.”
“Family?”
“Yeah, she’s Uncle Dragon’s daughter.”
“Uncle…Dragon?” Luke snaps and I guess that name clicked in his head. I knew it would, and maybe I should have confessed all of this sooner…
But I didn’t…
36
Grunt
“You have got to be shitting me,” I growl, standing up to walk around the room. Jesus how could I have been so blind. Slowly things are clicking into place. Jazz knew how to handle herself in my club. She knows about the biker lifestyle. Shit, her best friend is the daughter of the Devil’s Blaze president. It was all right there in front of me and I was a blind fucking fool.
“Luke…”
“Don’t you Luke me, Red. Not right now,” I growl.
“What are you so pissy about?”
“Your fucking uncle is Dragon West, the baddest, most ruthless motherfucker in Kentucky, hell, maybe several damn states and you don’t think you should mention that?”
“I didn’t see a reason,” she shrugs, and if the woman didn’t have me tied up in knots and own my fucking cock, I’d choke her right now.
“You didn’t see a reason? You didn’t see a fucking reason?” I bark.
“Will you keep your voice down? You’re going to wake up Daisy!” she snaps.
“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me this, Jasmine. The Savage Brothers and my club aren’t exactly on great terms, you know. This is a fucking mess.”
“What did you do to us?”
“Us? Jesus, fucking—”
“I know Uncle Dragon. He’s a fair man—”
“A fair man…” I whistle, thinking my Red just might be delusional.
“Exactly.”
“Your Uncle Dragon once shot off a man’s dick and watched him bleed to death—while laughing.”
“Hmm…”
“Hmm? That’s all you have to say, Red?”
“Are you saying you haven’t done worse, Luke?”
Motherfucker, she’s got balls of steel. How did I miss this?
“You should have told me Red,” I finally growl, sitting back on the bed and staring at the woman that I’m not sure I ever knew.
“If I can accept you, Luke, then you should be able to accept my family.”
“Your family?” I murmur. “Just how deep are your ties to the Savage Brothers?”
“Pretty deep.”
“Jasmine,” I warn.
“My father is his second.
“You father is Dancer?”
“Yeah.”
“Your father is Dancer Blake, the Savage Brothers Vice President?”
“I’m guessing you know him?” she says, and I can see the trepidation on her face, but she doesn’t